SM Journal

When the rope comes off , they begin to process something radical: the possibility of a new closeness with another man.

In professional domination, I don’t work with petite, trained Shibari models. I tie everyday people, and that’s where I find incredible, raw, non-theatrical beauty, no matter your shape or size.

"What sets Rocco apart is his ability to guide you gently but firmly to your physical, psychological, and aesthetic limits"

A raw, intense Shibari session with a powerful, defiant woman where war gave way to surrender, chaos turned to ritual.

I adore when straight men dream of being the girl in the gangbang,bound, taken, devoured. They may never admit it, but true submission is al

He asked to be queer art—nothing but color, rope, and flesh. I transformed him, erasing the self, leaving only vision

Men in ropes... This one was a truly remarkable subjects for sculpting. There is exquisite effort in shaping the ropes to complement the masculine form, with each line meticulously placed to trace the angles of his body. The ropes deliberately follow the natural hardness of his chest, the sharpness of his shoulders, and the deep curve of his waist, accentuating the firm muscles beneath. Every strand, pulled taut, sculpts the body emphasizing the raw beauty of muscle and bone

The position I’ve chosen today tests her limits, yet her strength shines through as she holds her form with a teacup balanced on her ass and a glass of water resting on her feet. Her breath remains steady, though we both giggle at the absurdity it all. It’s a mix of determination and humor. Truly hot. She instinctively knows how to sink into the pain, accepting it and using it to push through. That’s beauty. The ropes frame her poise, but it’s her strength, laughter, and grac